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You still live in the pastLike some old crutch dragging you further to your kneesWake Up, I know what you seeThe blood soaked underwear was just life,..
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It wasn’t the sexThat wasn’t importantWell it wasIt was himI gave him my timeHe gave me five minutesChrist, he came quicker than the 9.05 ..
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He reckoned she was about seventeenTight young breasts fitted snugly into a tight young bodyShe stripped naked as the sea gently stroked the shoreHe l..
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The clock is tickingOh woman, the red dressThe one I started at nine, finished at fourWorshipped you at the changing roomsWent the extra mile for the ..
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He watched her leaving, mother needed her.Mummy seemed to need her more and more now.He tried to be intimate with her.She was stressed, her mother.The..
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So the orders were to charge the hill. Did you charge the hill.No Sir. The Sergeant was reading his book.How was he reading his book.I don’t und..
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You’re probably wondering why I’m phoning you.It’s a hello call.Not exactly.You’re having a lesbian baby.No, but I am single a..
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You gotta let the blood out the bodyYou gotta let it all fade awayOnce the blood is out the bodyThen the body can reawakeYou gotta walk the streets at..
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She watches, and the road drives onHe’s gone, yet the clock keeps tickingOnly in that moment, does she smileHe said it would pass, just like lif..
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He liked the idea of space.The final frontier.Smoking stars on Saturn's rings.Yeah, that would do it.The five o’clock rush was a b***h.The eight..
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